Hamlet Rewritten

It struck me, as I was asking the questions which led to seven books — beginning in this series with a small paper on the Architecture of Light — once again, as it has done many times throughout my life, the following:

"What piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving, how express and admirable in action, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a god! The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?" — William Shakespeare, Hamlet

Because this speech was written from the depths of depression — from a man whose whole human experience had stemmed from a legacy of trauma handed down through the generations like water — I have always felt compelled to rewrite it from a different standpoint.

Not from the standpoint of someone who has inherited no trauma. I inherited more than my share.

I am rewriting it today from the standpoint of a woman who has been traumatized, who has lived the legacy of that trauma, and who now insists on rewriting Hamlet from a perspective of healing.

What a piece of work is a human, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving, how express and admirable in action, how like an angel in apprehension, how most certainly not like a god. The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of infinite light?

Maybe I have always known that our generation would be the ones to encounter quantum healing. Maybe not. But the process of rewriting what we have inherited from a standpoint of healing the trauma we have inherited is essential.

In the scope of things from which I now speak, it does come to matter a great deal that, in an infinite universe of infinite possibilities, this position of gratitude — for having absorbed all the trauma, and for now being in a position to use mere words, mere code, to act as the vehicle for rewriting that trauma as healed — is what serves as the sole reliable witness.

Gratitude stands as the one articulate grounding in which a luminous being stands, Socratically, stoically, allowing one’s gratitude to be so strong that you, as an individual, become the one thing the world will try to break itself against. The gratitude itself being the irrevocable, unbreakable core.